(Source: fuerzagustavo)


A book or a good song is a world, and it’s separate from this world. Don’t feel guilty about stepping into this world. And don’t necessarily feel that you are being fooled by memory or sympathy or desire (though each one of those things are strong liquor to the chosen).
You’re not being fooled. There exists a compartment for this book or song, and the compartment is in a mansion with an infinite number of perfect rooms. You are welcome to stay.
Stuart Murdoch (from The Third Eye Centre liner notes)

(Source: themelodiousmonk)


connorcoverism:

Burma’s underground punk scene


Epitafios I - Capítulo 7




Kiss by the window, Edvard Munch, 1892

Kiss by the window, Edvard Munch, 1892

(Source: heliotrophic, via cavetocanvas)


Santi Balmes (x)


Leaving is not enough. You must stay gone. Train your heart like a dog. Change the locks even on the house he’s never visited. You lucky, lucky girl. You have an apartment just your size. A bathtub full of tea. A heart the size of Arizona, but not nearly so arid. Don’t wish away your cracked past, your crooked toes, your problems are papier mache puppets you made or bought because the vendor at the market was so compelling you just had to have them. You had to have him. And you did. And now you pull down the bridge between your houses, you make him call before he visits, you take a lover for granted, you take a lover who looks at you like maybe you are magic. Make the first bottle you consume in this place a relic. Place it on whatever altar you fashion… Don’t lose too much weight. Stupid girls are always trying to disappear as revenge. And you are not stupid. You loved a man with more hands than a parade of beggars, and here you stand. Heart like a four-poster bed. Heart like a canvas. Heart leaking something so strong they can smell it in the street.
Frida Kahlo to Marty McConnell by Marty McConnell
(via obstinate-and-headstrong)

(Source: strange-bloom, via fuckyeahexistentialism)


verkestatum:

Wait. For. Something. auf We Heart It. http://weheartit.com/entry/44840802/via/ememaiex

That’s my city! John Lennon street.

verkestatum:

Wait. For. Something. auf We Heart It. http://weheartit.com/entry/44840802/via/ememaiex

That’s my city! John Lennon street.

(via bemybatman)


Epitafios I - Capítulo 6


dig-image:

Daido Moriyama

dig-image:

Daido Moriyama


mabellonghetti:

Serge Gainsbourg & Jane Birkin in Slogan (Pierre Grimblat - 1969)

(via frenchcinema)


1000drawings:

JAMES JIRAT

1000drawings:

JAMES JIRAT


allthingseurope:

The Summer Garden, Saint Petersburg (by Fisss)

allthingseurope:

The Summer Garden, Saint Petersburg (by Fisss)


Epitafios I - Capítulo 5



1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Powered by Tumblr. mnchrm theme by bustee.